Chapter 6

After dragging the last box of clutter into the storage, Julieta's eyes landed on the wedding photo hanging in the living room.

She'd been the one who insisted on taking it. Emerson had been swamped with work back then, and she'd had to beg him for weeks to get him to agree.

Once the framed photo arrived, she treated it like a treasure.

She hung it in the most prominent spot in the living room and dusted it every single day, terrified that even a speck might settle on it or that it might somehow get damaged.

She used to…